Emily and Frederick waited until midnight before making their way to the pack house. They had carefully followed the path Frederick was convinced was safe. As they approached the house, Emily could hear the sounds of other werewolves howling in the distance. Eventually, they arrived just before the moon deemed her light, just when everyone but the guards seemed to have retired to bed. The pack house was located deep in the forest, surrounded by tall trees and dense undergrowth.They were both exhausted from the day’s events, and Emily fell asleep as soon as they arrived. Frederick went in to check up on the alpha, but he too had fallen victim to nature's prowess. Tired, he went into the room where Emily lay and dozed off. Just like the others, he was no match to nature's demand.When she woke up, it was early morning. The sun had not yet risen, and the world was covered in a blanket of dew. Emily felt excited as she prepared to meet Frederick’s friends. He had told her so much about t
"Tell me, Emily, how did you do it?," D.J., looking surprised, asked her. Just like Ariana and Judah, he too was surprised that Frederick, the same Frederick that had said falling in love was for the weak, had, in his own words, become a weakling. He fixed his gaze at her as he desperately waited for her to speak."How did I do what?," she, surprised at his sudden question, asked."He," he continued, looking towards Frederick, who had unsuccessfully tried to give him the sign not to continue with the conversation, "has always boasted before us that he would never fall in love. He keeps on saying no lady has what it takes to make his heart skip beats," he paused, looking towards Judah and Ariana, as if he wanted them to append their signatures to his story."He keeps on saying falling love is for weaklings like us," Ariana, in between laughter, added, lending her voice to D.J. 's words. How he liked that."She's right," D.J continued, satisfied."Don't listen to them, Emily," he said,
Emily’s eyes blazed with fury as she glared at Frederick. "How could you not tell me you’re the son of an alpha?," she demanded, her voice rising with each word. "I thought we had something special, but you’ve been keeping secrets from me all along!"Frederick hung his head in shame. "I’m sorry, Emily," he said softly. “I wanted to tell you, but I didn’t know how. I was waiting for the right time.” Even though that was the best excuse he could come up with, Emily wasn't buying into it.“The right time?," she scoffed. “There’s never a right time to lie to someone you care about.”Frederick winced at her words, knowing she was right. He took a deep breath and looked up at her. “My name is Frederick Zack, the son of lord Zack, alpha of the dark hearts pack,” he said quietly.Emily’s eyes widened in shock as she heard the name, for it sounded very familiar."Lord Zack?," she asked, convinced that she had not heard him well."Yes, you've met him before?," he asked, surprised at her reactio
She had not seen it coming, his question. The manner at which he looked at her when he asked made her think for a while that he probably had a glimpse of who she was."What did you say, my lord?," she asked, pretending not to have heard. She did that to give herself enough time to come up with an answer, one she thought would made him look away.Smiling, he turned his attention to Frederick. "Could you please fill our glasses with my favorite drink?," he said to him."Yes, father," he said and set off.Meanwhile, Emily's heart sunk into a meltdown the moment she heard him say that to Frederick. Immediately, she knew it was not about the wine, that lord Zack wanted Frederick out of the picture just so he would have time alone with her. She had tried giving him the eye, but he seemed more focused on what the alpha had asked of him."Holy smokes!," she whispered to herself.Having waited until Frederick was out of earshot, lord Zack turned to her. "You know, if there is one thing I love
He got back home later that day, determined to help Emily. She didn't say a word to him, even as he sat close to her by the bedside. She looked lost, continually staring into the empty space in front of her. For a while, he contemplated how to go about it, but the more an idea came up, the more useless he considered it. It was a very frustrating couple of minutes for him.Gently, he took hold of her hand, as he tried to get her attention. Emily's heart raced as she felt the familiar tingle in her fingertips. She knew what was coming next, so she decided to speak before he did."I have no idea what happened over there," she began, even though she made sure not to look at him."Has it ever happened before?," he asked, maintaining a calm demeanor."Yes, but that was a long time ago.’"Did you have control over yourself when it happened back then?," he asked again, his voice low and steady."No," she replied, her voice barely a whisper. "I don't know how to control it."Frederick placed a
The evening was a sight to behold. The sky was painted in hues of orange, pink, and purple, as the sun set behind the mountains. The air was crisp and cool, with a gentle breeze blowing through the trees. The leaves rustled softly, creating a soothing melody that filled the air. The moon was already visible in the sky, casting a soft glow over everything.As Fidelis walked through the woods, he couldn’t help but admire the beauty of the evening. He had always loved this time of day, when everything seemed to slow down and the world was bathed in a warm glow. It was in those moments that he loved to think."I never make mistakes when I take decisions, wrapped under nature's warm embrace," he would say to those who cared to listen.Suddenly, he heard a twig snap behind him. He turned around to see Damon, 'Alicia's doom,' as he often referred to him.“What are you doing here?," Fidelis asked, clearly irritated by his presence. He just didn't like Damon. No matter what he did, he was nev
Damon’s heart was pounding as he watched Zed approach his cage. He had been waiting for this moment for what felt like an eternity. He still remembered that night in the forest. Zed was the one who had helped him out of the pit, and helped nurse his injury. He was the last person he remembered seeing his face before he was put to sleep. So surely, he must know about his missing necklace."The way you're looking at me, it seems you have been dying to see me," Zed remarked, awestruck by the manner at which Damon had his eyes fixed on him.“Please! You have to give me that necklace!," Damon pleaded with him, sounding very desperate. "It's the only piece I have of my friends and family. Please, I beg you, let me have it.""Oh, this?," Zed smiled, dangling the necklace before him. "I never knew it's that important to you. Tell me, what door does it open?.""I can't tell you. Please just give it to me," he pleaded further.Zed shook his head. “I can’t do that, Damon.""Why?," he asked, look
It was Tom!Not just him!Damon caught him in discussion with Zed!"He still loves her," he heard him say to Zed."That's not possible!," he said, looking surprised. "He told me he wasn't going to stand in my way, and I believe him.""I swear on the alpha's life, Damon still loves Alicia. He may pretend not to, but he tells me every fucking thing. He is in love with her, you gotta believe me," Tom said, desperate for Zed to believe him."I don't believe you," Zed said, still not completely convinced."He is planning to attack you, just so have her all to himself. You must be ready, else you may have nothing to fight for.""Attack me!?," Zed asked, laughing. "He knows better not to even think of it. Don't worry, he is no match for me. I will see you later," he said and walked away, leaving Tom looking foolish.Damon was boiling with rage, his fist shaking as he watched Tom sell him out. He waited desperately until Zed left, leaving him alone with Tom."Hey, Tom," he said to him, just a